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I saw a post this morning on FB and shared it. It said:

“There are three months left in this decade. In. This. Decade.

Take that risk, sis.”

And I was like, ‘wait, that can’t be right,’ but then I realized it was. And then I thought, ‘Holy s*&$t.’

I was thinking the other day about how fast the time is going. And we’ve all probably heard how as you get older, time goes faster and faster. I admit I’ve found that to be true. I have no idea why, but I’ve found it to be true. I’m getting older and the weeks are flying by. When I woke up this morning it was fall here in NC. By that I mean it wasn’t 90 and humid, but like 75. So yesterday it was still summer, today it’s fall, Christmas movies start in less than 3 weeks, and before you know it, it will be New Years and yes, the decade will be over and we’ll be on to the next one. Yikes.

So what’s my point? I am so guilty of rushing through life. I am so guilty of putting my nose to the grindstone and waiting until _______ happens before I start to sit back and enjoy myself and the life I’ve tried to create. I am so busy trying to become the best me, the person I’m supposed to be, that I’m missing being that person. Last weekend I was up in NY working on my Mediumship with my fellow students. And while I truly enjoyed the trip, I realize I could have enjoyed it a bit more if I had allowed myself to be more present in all that was happening, all I was hearing, all I was doing. Instead of wondering if I could do this, or when I would be able to do this perfectly, or how this was going to fit in to my existing services for my clients. I was so focused on the how and the when that I lost track of the what, the why…and the now. It’s like I was too busy watching my life from the outside to enjoy it from within. (well that’s deep…)

There a hashtag out there that everyone, including me uses. #bestlife

Are you living yours?

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